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She had escaped from the house to begin her errands. The class year was over and she'd enjoyed a full two days free of the host club after the occurrence with Tamaki and his mother. The incident lingered as a reminder of how fragile the host club became and left a sour memory. Mori and Honey would no longer attend school and in a year's time Tamaki and Kyouya would follow in pursuit of college and careers. She doubted the twins would keep host club up on their own afterward. Haruhi let out a sigh. "Probably for the better, I might actually be able to study properly for college." She didn't believe it though. Somehow she had come to rely on the club as close friends and wanted to never let them go.

She pulled out her phone and scrolled down at her contact list. It wasn't large. Her dad, the guys, Renge, and only one friend from middle school were listed. Maybe she really did needed to expand her own inner circle? If the only people she knew well were rich people, it wouldn't do her very well after she graduated. She couldn't wait around every day expecting them for favors, especially at the price Kyouya often charged. She paused at the crosswalk. She made up her mind and hit dial for Kazumi's home number.

"Ah, hey, Kazumi, so how are things going ..." and so they went through a conversation that carried during her entire trip to the supermarket and back again. The topic was mostly with the on-goings from Kazumi's high school. Who's dating who to her curiosity about the Host Club. Kazumi wasn't so far as a busybody but a 'boy-crazy-unclaimed-love-Juliet.' Most relationships at her public high school ended from bazaar to tragic, at least as Kazumi told it, while her own love life remained cold. Haruhi never gave much thought about love truthfully. Always preoccupied between school work and host club, she never judged or noticed the romance moving through Ouran. Many girls supposedly fell in love with her during the last year, but she couln't replicate their feelings. Who she really liked was...? Before the subject bounced her way she changed topic, "So, maybe we can maybe hang out around the town or something? The walls have been closing in with not much to do during break."

There was a pause long enough that Haruhi wondered if Kazumi noticed the aversion from her own love interest but Kazumi seemed cheerful enough, "Yeah, that sounds great! Perhaps a movie, after I check-in with my new crush this afternoon?"

Haruhi let out a mental sigh but had to wonder about her friends meaning , " Check in? Why keep tabs on you if your not even dating yet?"

"Well, we aren't dating but I keep trying to follow him and conveniently bump into him enough so that he'll notice me."

"Isn't that called stalking?"

"Heh heh, maybe... just a little bit... but I try not to be creepy about it," her explanation was weak and nervous sweat-drops could almost be heard through the phone, "I have an idea! How about you go with me in say an hour to 'bump into' him after he gets out of practice, then you can ask him to go with us and..."

"But if I ask him, won't he be going out with me?" she asked juggling the phone, grocery bags, and purse while digging for her keys for the door.

"Pleeeease Haruhi!" Kazumi begged.

She finally fished the keys from the very bottom of her purse, "I'll go with you but I think you should tell him how you feel."

"But what if he rejects me! I couldn't handle that."

"If he does or says something mean then he's not really worth your time." After entering she began sorting everything into their proper shelves in the kitchen. "No one can guess what your thinking and who knows he might be just as embarrassed."

A pouting voice spoke up, "Why do you always have to be right?"

"It's logic. How about we meet somewhere halfway? I think I have some bus passes I need to use up soon, so we can go a mall or get a meal after we see your 'guy '. "

An excited girly squeal erupted from the phone, "Ohmygosh, wecouldgothepark andIknowacuteteashop andthen..."

Haruhi smiled as she listened to her friend carry on her own for a while. She was glad she could make someone happy. Perhaps the host club was rubbing off because in her mind she was already thinking of ways to set Kazumi up on her date.

An echo of a memory bounced in her mind.

'It's our responsibility as members of the elite Ouran Host Club to make every girl happy!'

Season 2 Episode 1

Makings Of A Perfect Date

::AN:: Thank you for reading! As you can see I am going to publish my story chapters like episodes in the series. These are NOT actual episodes just my interpretation of what a season two would be. I own nothing and have no input for the characters, manga, or series. As of current I have no plans for pairings just yet, let's see where the plot takes us. So this chapter is the setup normally seen between the opening credits and the title screen. This will be followed by part one *cut scene for ads* and finishing with part two. My goal is to write something probable for the series. Hope you enjoy!

Tamaki says,"Your beautiful words of encouragement will guide the writer's inspiration for this love-comedy within the Host Club."

Kyouya says, "Not really, from what I come to understand, the writer already has plans to publish this concept...however unprofitable."

Hikaru and Kaoru in unison, "Besides if it sucks she needs to know, right."

Tamaki yells, "I was just trying to get our readers input on the story! And who wants to hear their work sucks? It could completely demolish her dreams and..." he continues rant in the back of the room.

Honey says, "Just be nice and give constructive criticism to best support her work,'kay."

Mori says, "Yeah."